America Is In A Runaway-train

So Many Things I Would Have Done, But Clouds Got In My Way.

My Family Could Only Afford To Get Me The Box Of Eight Crayola Crayons, But I Craved The One With All 24 Colours. I Wanted Magenta And Turquoise And Silver And Gold.

And The Seasons They Go 'round And 'round And The Painted Ponies Go Up And Down We're Captive On The Carousel Of Time We Can't Return We Can Only Look Behind From Where We Came And Go Round And Round And Round In The Circle Game.

They Won't Give Peace A Chance, That's Just A Dream Some Of Us Had

Sunlight Will Renew Your Pride.